Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 202

Alpha’s STOLEN Mate

Chapter 202

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“Look at him,” Morgath said, walking around us both. “Look carefully. This isn’t a puppet speaking. This is truth. The mate bond might

have forced him to desire you, to protect you-but it never made him actually like you.”

She leaned down close to my face. “He resented every moment you were stronger than him. Every time you solved a problem he couldn’t.

Every time wolves looked to you instead of their King.”

“Shut up,” I snarled.

“The magic didn’t create his feelings,” Morgath continued. “It just took away his ability to lie about them. To himself and to you.”

Kaius’s claws raked down my arm, leaving deep gouges. I screamed-not from pain, but from sheer rage.

“You fucking coward!” I shouted at him. “If you hated me so much, why didn’t you reject the bond? Why did you mark me? Why did you—”

“Because a King needs a Queen,” he said flatly. “And the White Wolf was the most valuable prize I could claim. Your power made me look stronger. Your legend enhanced my rule.” His eyes were completely devoid of emotion. “You were useful. That’s all.”

No. No, he’s lying. This is the magic talking. It has to be.

But doubt crept in like poison. Every moment he’d hesitated to call me his mate publicly. Every time he’d seemed irritated by my strength. Every argument about control and dominance-

What if it wasn’t the magic? What if this was always there, buried underneath?

“I can see it in your eyes,” Morgath said with satisfaction. “The doubt taking root. Good. Let it grow.”

Kaius grabbed my hair, forcing my head back. “You wanted to be my equal. My partner. But I never wanted an equal. I wanted something I could control. Something that would submit.”

His claws traced down my neck, my collarbone, leaving thin trails of blood. Each cut was measured. Precise. Not enough to kill, but enough to mark. To claim. To hurt.

“And now you’re finally in your proper place,” he said. “Beneath me. Helpless. Weak.”

I wanted to scream that he was wrong. That this wasn’t him. But looking into those empty red eyes, hearing that cold voice-

What if this is exactly who he is?

“He chose this, you know,” Morgath said casually. “Oh, the magic helped. Smoothed the path. But when his Lycan form awakened, when I offered him power beyond imagination-do you think he fought it? Do you think he resisted?”

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She laughed. “He embraced it. Willingly. Because this-” She gestured at his monstrous form. “-this is what he always wanted to be. Powerful enough that nothing could challenge him. Including you.”

My anger was the only thing keeping me conscious. Pure, incandescent rage burned through the pain, through the doubt, through

everything.

If I survive this-when I survive this-I will kill him. I don’t care if it’s the magic or his true feelings. I don’t care if he’s being controlled

or if this is who he really is. I will tear him apart with my own claws.

“Keep going,” Morgath ordered. “She’s not broken enough yet. I want her spirit completely shattered before we remove the bond.”

Kaius’s claws dug into my sides, and I couldn’t hold back the scream this time. The pain was overwhelming, white-hot and all-consuming.

But underneath it, the fury only grew stronger.

I’ll kill you, I thought, staring at the creature who wore my mate’s face. I swear on everything I am-if I get out of this, you die by my

hand.

“Good,” Morgath said, watching my face. “There it is. That rage. That hatred. Perfect.” She stroked Kaius’s arm approvingly. “Soon the bond will be so poisoned, so corrupted, that cutting it will be a mercy. She’ll beg me to remove it.”

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Alpha’s STOLEN Mate

Chapter 203

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The office has never felt so suffocating.

I pace behind the desk for what feels like the hundredth time, my wolf restless and snarling beneath my skin. Scarlett sits perched on the edge of the desk, her leg bouncing with nervous energy as she stares at the door like she could will Elowen and the others to walk

through it.

We’ve been waiting for hours. No word. No sign. Nothing.

“This is wrong,” I mutter, raking a hand through my hair. “They should have been back by now.”

“I know,” Scarlett says tightly. Her fingers drum against the desk in an agitated rhythm. “But what’s really bothering me is how quiet it’s

been.”

I stop pacing, turning to look at her. “What do you mean?”

“Think about it.” She gestures toward the window. “No rogue attacks. No witch sightings. No suspicious activity anywhere near the palace or the borders.” Her eyes narrow. “It’s like Morgath’s entire operation just… vanished.”

My jaw clenches. She’s right. The past few hours have been eerily peaceful-too peaceful. The rogues that had been harassing our borders, the dark magic signatures our scouts had been tracking, even the general sense of foreboding that had hung over the palace-all of it has

simply disappeared.

“She’s not focusing her attention here,” I say slowly, the realization settling in my gut like a stone. “Which means-

“She’s focusing it there,” Scarlett finishes grimly. “In that pocket dimension. Where Elowen and Kaius are.”

We stare at each other, the implications sinking in.

“Fuck,” I breathe. “They walked right into-”

The office door slams open.

Evelyn stumbles through, one hand pressed against her side, her face pale and streaked with blood. Her clothes are torn, burned in places,

and she’s favoring her left leg heavily.

I’m on my feet instantly. “Where are they?!”

Evelyn shakes her head, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “No… no, just me.” Her voice cracks. “They’re still there. Still in that witch’s

hands.”

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